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a four eyed short guy antisocial hick hop flipped with a ginsu tongue and articulated with set of teeth that look like yellow shrapnel, listen
schizophrenic rhyme styles floodin ya city sewers with ectoplasmic slime bile
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,601
Peak in subgenre #3,118
Author
Joself
Rights
get the hell outta here!
Uploaded
April 11, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
acid, television and how horrible it is.
Lyrics
joeself the coldest cryogenically frozen genetically molded
to spit alphabetic athletics check the aesthetic rhetoric
accredited musics my medicine like a beastie rerelease
check your head again redrums in this pen and when
it hits the page murders the case fuck it man i flood the land
like phuket thailand# i need ta find finance for fine plants
fire five grams and make my mind dance fly past the i pass
drive fast the dies cast snake eyes thats my cash
yah got short comings like a midget climax im back#
like kotter trippin blotter with harry potter neural connections are
sodered im bothered by the slaughter oh wait i meant
laughter i added an ess for emphasis i serve twenty five to
life sentences so check the penmanship ive repented sins
did pennances but i dont know where heaven is# hells here
on earths sphere its unclear how i got dumped here
god sheds one tear and its a tsunami or a bombing so
im watchin toonami and im going out bombing#
like irish on st. pats day im throwing up proudly all these thomases doubting
are soon to be drowning in the stream of consciousness
following this commercial breakbeat dont hate me
if i sound fucked up lately its the mics latency#even jesus cant save me im waiting patiently just
pray for me to stay sober and eat this chip off the shoulder
im hoping for closure to this overexposure of
soldiers sent to smolder because republican voters
care more about abortion than your son in the hot
bagdad sun sent to slaughter innocent daughters and sons
but this is how the west was won# so why peace in the middle east
when we can make it a territory over seas this democracys hypocrisy
is wallowing in the pollution
the populace has been showered with# im just waiting for the apocalypse
in the solace of my room feeling powerless to stop doctor doom
as i watch on the tube im sickened so soon on the six o clock news
sixty more dead fuck it lets watch cartoons
my reality isnt real enough i cant cope
figured i could use the cable cord as a rope but it broke
i watched 12 hours of daytime soaps in hopes id overdose
nope shoved the remote down my throat but didnt choke
one last resort, pulled the clicker from my pie hole
put it next to my temple pressed off and died remotely in controll
may fox have mercy upon my soul
televisions hella bitchin the magic box like under
cinderellas stitches im addicted and sickened inflicted
with an intolerance for reenactments of past tense murders
commercials subvert you to belive things that arent true
listen to the logic that they argue low carb diets meant to
starve you read the articles theyll startle you ill smash beats to particles
ive got couch potato and its fatal no longer able to move
but my brain stays on the tube ill go insane in this room
the stations in tune and im stayin so glued oh save them the truth
im that uncouth anti hero stuck in the phone booth
lone proof of the existence of extraterrestrials with extra
testicles ive got alien genitals ethin pass me the vegetable
this is televised suicide live at five on channel nine
dont worry ill survive i just hope it will suffice
to feed that vice in your life that primate on your spine so whats on my mind
i just want my emteevee and an em sixteen then empty me
of empathy and censor me relentlessly sensibly
this remotes meant to be next to me endlessly
fuck televising the revolution you want reality
lets televise executions ya feel me ratings thru the roof who cares if theyre
guilty fuck the truth
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